Saturday, June 03, 2006

this photo is one of my favorite moments while in London.

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today was nice, a little warm, but not heatstroke-inducingly so.

after taking care of some small tasks around the house i felt entitled to going out to tea with a friend. we've done this a few times already, and it's becoming a welcome ritual. we talked about her daughter entering high school, iPods, edward hopper paintings, and why certain photos look good in black and white. i came to the conclusion that some photos just work better in black and white not only because it forces you to look at the content of the photo but because b/w gives photos a certain timelessness.

after she dropped me off i had an urge to go for a bike ride around the neighborhood, but not before doing something i haven't done in about a year: play the piano. the keys felt slightly dusty under my fingers and i had to play a little slowly, upping the tempo the second run through a piece. the keys that were out of tune made me cringe so i would try to go by them quickly. it made me wonder if it would be pounded into my brain if i played out of tune long enough.

i love taking late afternoon bike rides. i love the sky as dusk falls, which is even nicer when there are clouds out. i'd been wanting to take the water bottle cage off the bike and replace it with the bike lock holder, so i did that before heading out for an hour and a half ride. it felt so good and freeing. sometimes i'd catch the whiff of blossoms in the air. and when young children see me whiz by on my bike they always seem to be enthralled and inclined to ask their mom or dad if they can ride their bike too.

when i finally came back to the house my back was covered with sweat...like coming from a sauna with aerobic benefits.

after years of folding laundry i'm only now getting the hang of folding fitted sheets.

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About Me

I have the tendency to be quiet and reserved. I used to be much more serious -- and I still can be -- but life is absurd. How can you not laugh? Critical and cynical but not so cynical that I can't enjoy the little things in life.